Having suffered so much humiliation today, he was so angry he was about to explode. He brandished his sword, ready to attack Zhu Haohao.
"Are you looking for death?"
Rong Zi may be unable to move now, but surely he can't even touch a Foundation Establishment stage brat?
He thought he could finally find someone to vent his anger on, but before Qin Ziteng could even touch a hair on Zhu Haohao's head, four high-level spirit swords suddenly pressed against his vital points.
Zhu Haohao's senior sister, Shen Wanxin, pointed her sword at his forehead and threatened him in an icy tone: "You're the one who's courting death. You dare to touch even a finger of our junior brother? Believe me, I'll cripple your claws on the spot."
"Yuan... Nascent Soul stage?" Qin Ziteng realized that Shen Wanxin's cultivation level was significantly higher than his, and he was so frightened that his legs almost went weak. He froze and dared not move.
He looked at the four exceptionally powerful women before him and nervously swallowed, "Who are you?"
Zhu Haohao's third senior sister, Xie Yiyun, rolled her eyes at him. "Are you blind? Can't you see our sect uniforms?"
Someone nearby recognized them first and exclaimed, "Shuiyuan Sect! They're actually from the Shuiyuan Sect! My goodness, I'm so lucky to see disciples from three of the five major sects at once in an auction house!"
Zhu Haohao completely ignored Qin Ziteng's situation and rushed to the second floor without any hindrance.
"Miss Rong, I'm here to help you."
Rong Zi looked at the person who rushed into her private room and asked in confusion, "Why are you here? Didn't you go back to the sect?"
Zhu Haohao stared at Rong Zi's delicate and pretty face, and automatically sat down opposite her, smiling at her with his eyes crinkled.
"I learned halfway there that Qin Ziteng and his gang not only falsely accused you, but also offered a reward for your capture. Because I was worried about you, I hurriedly turned back."
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